Been there, done that. So many times. You?
i take a step back to refocus
ordinary tasks beckon
i watch silently, attentively
as the rivulets of water splash in the basin
thoughts begin to cascade in
jumbled and incoherent at first
yet sentences start to form
as the words assemble reasonably
quick, let me write that down
to capture the emotions and the intent
conveying my thoughts is such satisfaction
even in the boring routine of the day
eyes, the past
and the present
collide in the thoughtful space within me.
beneath the rainforest shower head
deeply profound thoughts
bubble to the forefront of my mind
washes them away
carried on soap suds
per chance remembered
more likely forgot
that’s how thoughts go
released without more attention
they become a distant memory
just a dull feeling of knowing remains
Delicious words!! 🙂
My box of words is hoarded selfishly. Choosing and stockpiling each one carefully. I take inventory. I tuck them away in my little treasure box lined with memories tears and laughter. Yesterday's words are tinged aging and gnarled the edges curling. Today's words fat filled with promise. Choosing the right ones is a challenging feat not always accomplished with elegance. Copyright (C) Penny Wilson
we are capable
of so much more
than just instinct
logic and reasoning
of the thought process
develop original ideas
structure concise arguments
make sound decisions
commit to following through on thoughts
debate your decisions rationally
a critical thinker
one’s developed rationale
guides better decisions
turning experiences into lessons
humble and wise
thinkers value the power
of people drawing the best conclusions
M. A Morris does such an amazing job describing the chaos of thinking and what the lack of communication can do to your being. I’m betting so many have been in the place her words expose in this piece. I know I have, this piece struck deep for me.
Words scattered across the page.
Words littering the soul.
All these words
Piled upon the table,
A hoarder’s table of words.
Words left unsaid,
A bouquet of words
Wilting in the heart and mind.
Words twisted in contortionist meaning
Weaponized for destruction,
Yet leaving victims living.
Words of things that can’t be said.
Words of things that should have been.
Words of things we could not speak out of fears too deep.
Words of things we could not begin to understand
Of ourselves, of each other.
Words of things we wanted so to believe
Of others, of the world.
Words of hope
Words of what we have lost.
Words of what we may never…
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thinkers don’t gather
waiting for other’s counsel
only sheep follow
Man should think; he should use all his senses; he should examine; he should reason. The man who cannot think is less than man; the man who will not think is traitor to himself; the man who fears to think is superstition’s slave.
Robert G. Ingersoll
Possible severe consequences from not thinking.